Chapter 1563 "Silent Confrontation"
Chapter 1563 "Silent Confrontation"
At the same time, all the World Union could do was to help the victims who were affected by the war.
They also had to monitor the seal of the Abyss so that there wouldn't be a second worldwide disaster!
Archangel Raphael arrived fast, and Ainsley was also prepared. Still, she didn't intend to directly fight with this archangel.
If they could talk nicely and rely on her own status as a 'lost lamb', maybe they could delay Archangel Raphael so that he didn't have time to heal the other three archangels.
When Raphael arrived, Ainsley had already used her blood manipulation ability to create a comfortable couch for herself.
The blood that she used was, of course, the blood that she had collected all this time and stored in her spatial storage.
It was strange that instead of bringing other things, Ainsley carried a lot of blood with her, except for the leftover elixirs made of her own body parts.
Ainsley folded her bat wings on her back and calmly drank a warm boba tea that God knew how she got it.
Such a scene was undoubtedly strange in the middle of a war, especially when so many blood clan ancestors watched in the dark.
But Ainsley didn't care about this and just continued drinking her tea while waiting to welcome Archangel Raphael with an open arm.
So, when Archangel Raphael finally arrived, he saw a little girl sitting on a long couch full of soft plushies and pillows, along with a warm-looking blanket.
The little girl buried in the pile of these things looked comfortable, as if this place called Hell Break was her own home.
Archangel Raphael's lips twitched, and he suddenly felt he shouldn't underestimate this little girl.
Even if she was a 'lost lamb', maybe she wasn't as innocent as her soul.
A pure soul didn't mean the person was too innocent to the point of being ignorant and dumb.
Seeing Ainsley's display of attitude, Archangel Raphael, who previously came here to stop Ainsley, couldn't do anything.
The culprit behind the celestial ancestors' massacre that was still continuing until now was calmly and leisurely drinking her favorite boba milk tea.
How could he, a good archangel, look so panicked and barge into Ainsley's 'room' as if he was in a hurry?
What would others think about him in the future? An Archangel should always be calm and proud, looking down on all beings.
If he appeared too hasty or attentive to some matters, many people would lose their belief in the 'omnipotent' archangels.
Thinking like this, Archangel Raphael calmed down and slowly took out his own personal couch from his spatial storage.
Ah. The consciousness didn't have a storage, but the second king of the celestial race definitely had a high-quality couch that was barely good enough for his identity as an archangel.
After arranging the couch to float, Archangel Raphael also took out a small coffee table and brewed a drink that he got from the second king's storage space.
Of course, the one who did all of this is the second king himself, and Archangel Raphael didn't bother to occupy the body to do such things.
After Archangel Raphael finished doing all the preparation, he also sat down and folded his eight wings neatly.
Then, he looked at Ainsley, who was only less than ten meters from his position, with a scrutinizing gaze.
Many people would already feel the huge pressure coming from an archangel at a hundred meters range but this kid...
The archangel that was supposed to be so lethal to the demon lord had already approached the kid and stopped less than ten meters away, yet...
The kid looked fine.
Either the domain around him weakened his pressure and holy light as an archangel, the demon lord was stronger than what he thought or Ainsley herself was also capable.
The two people didn't look as if they were fighting, but everyone who was watching this scene knew that both sides were doing a silent confrontation.
Archangel Raphael purposely unleashed his pressure as an archangel, and even the blood clan ancestors far away could feel the change.
Naturally, Ainsley and Asmodeus felt it too.
If what the blood clan ancestors felt right now was just around 50 points, what Ainsley and Asmodeus felt could be 80 to 90 points.
The pressure was real, and Ainsley could feel her bones rattling, her blood boiled, and her soul trembled.
If there was no Asmodeus, Ainsley felt that she would have died on the spot.
But even with Asmodeus, Ainsley also had to grit her teeth and relied on her home ground advantage to slowly release the pressure of a top demon lord.
Asmodeus was also provoked by Archangel Raphael's way of silently confronting them like this.
Such a silent confrontation was often more despicable and dangerous than an open confrontation.
[Hmph. This bird overestimated his strength. Did he think that he could still threaten us when he's staying in our domain? Or does he look down on this lord?]
Asmodeus protested and felt that many people underestimated his position as one of the seven demon lords, the rulers of Hell, just because of his power.
What was wrong with being the demon lord of lust? How many high-level beings didn't fall for the greed of money but fell for lust or pride instead?
Well, those with high cultivation related to their minds and hearts didn't easily fall for the sin of greed and lust, but in the end, they would always fall into the sin of pride.
This is why Lucifer was number one in the non-official rank list of their seven demon lords!
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